Grachi — In English

The sunset over Miami painted the sky in shades of tangerine and violet, but Grachi Alonso barely noticed. She was hovering—literally—three feet above her bed, her textbooks floating in a slow orbit around her. A tiny, stubborn flame danced on her fingertip, refusing to be extinguished.

"Concentrate, Grachi," she whispered to herself. "Focus." grachi in english

Matías listened, then placed the wilted sunflower on her nightstand. "It's not your power, Grachi. It's your heart. It's been cloudy lately." The sunset over Miami painted the sky in

"I know what I have to do," she said, her voice firming. "But I can't do it alone." stubborn flame danced on her fingertip


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